Fire in the Hole

In Germany, that is. Also, am sick. Pain in my throat, even when I'm not swallowing and no, dear sisters, this is not normal. It hurts like hell and I could cry continuesly just at the thought of having to go to work with this on Monday (which, BTW, is a national holiday. As in the national holiday. Think about this like having to work on Fourth of July in the US. Thank you, you assholes at scheduling). I'd wanted to go to my ENT doc with this today because they usually open on Saturdays... just not this Saturday. It's nice that the docs wanted to give the practice a long weekend but I might not have one because of that. I think I'm going to cry a bit more.

Or I'll see if this will solve itself until Monday morning (because it's oh so normal, as my sister reassured me) and if not, I'm going to call in sick and go to the doc on Tuesday. I just want this pain to end, please. Now.

On a more positive note: Het Big Bang is live! My story can be found here and the art for it that was made by the awesome yappichick can be found here. I will also get to publish it here in the next couple of weeks but right now, I'm just too messed up to even begin posting :S

Writing a blog entry for today, that is.

It was mackenziesmomma's and my second day at the Rosewood and it was spa time today. We both got a full hour massage and man, was that good. Seriously, that was awesome and I kind of want to have another one already, you know? We then took the car back to San Francisco and wanted to see the Golden Gate Bridge but it seems it's avoiding mac (I know it's not avoiding me because I actually got to see it on Tuesday and a bit of it on Wednesday, too) since it's the third time it was hiding from her in the fog (yes, fog, not mist, dear).

So instead we took the scenic road back to SF (the one from Take You Higher, just without the cops, you know) and returned the car to Hertz. We also got back into SF for lunch (which was kind of dinner, actually) and wanted to take the F Line to Fisherman's Wharf but there's this slight unfortunate detail that my hostel's neighborhood is... erm... interesting and I kind of didn't want to have to walk to it after dark so I bid mac goodbye at the BART station (yes, the Bay Area Rapid Transportion is abbreviated with BART) and then... well... headed off to Walgreens to get something against the sore throat I seem to have developed (probably a side effect of the A/C at the hotel and in the car... A/C and I apparently do not get along and I kind of forgot about that so it's not your fault, mac, just so you know). Let's hope it goes away in the next couple of days...

Anyway. Bunnies. Lots of goddamn bunnies. Most of all the aforementioned shower smut bunny and champagn bottle bunny and there's also a hot tub bunny (Tom and Maureen insist on it, I'm afraid) and a spa bunny and yeah, you get what this is about, right? Ngh.

Because I'm too stupid to walk down a couple of stairs. Yesterday, I wanted to sent off schnelmi from Hauptbahnhof and  was even kind of mindful when walking down the five storeys (I gave up wearing a bandage around the knee a couple of weeks ago because it was getting on my nerves and even despite it still hurting when trying to bend it further than a certain angle and sometimes also when walking etc. I figured it would never get better if I didn't give it the chance to work on itself actually). And then came, already outside, the very last step. Which was, in a quite literal sense, my downfall.

One moment schnelmi was asking if someone could take one of her bags and the next I step down, hear a weird noise and feel pain shooting up from my ankle. Then I'm sitting on my ass and thinking OMG THE FUCKING KNEE GOT HURT AGAIN I BET IT DID until I realize that the knee is basically fine (at least not worse than it was before) but that OMG THE FUCKING ANKLE FUCKING HURTS. It ended with me walking all five storeys back up again (no elevator... at all), putting the foot up and being none too happy about the egg that was growing out of my ankle.

So I limped to the doc's this morning (I'm just kind of glad they didn't laugh at me right away and ask why I actually kept trying to use my legs if I totally suck at it anyway...), got an x-ray (do surgeons have some kind of x-ray fetish? From the look of it it was pretty clear that it was most certainly not broken) and an AirCast for four weeks (he suspects a torn ligament... another one? *head desks) and sick leave for one week. Apparently, the rule now is "Every year another limb" *head desks

(I so totally need a head desk icon... I might have to steal this one fromlittlesammy 

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PS.: But maybe... I can get to write another SGA/Army Wives crossover this week. Mh...

The anaesthesiology nurse that was there when I woke up from today's surgery, I mean.

 

( PROBABLY some icky stuff. But really only very minor. Other than that... I hate being unemployed. )

I know it's Wednesday today but what happened on Monday afternoon still has me all riled up.

( That knee business? Classic case of "Two step forward, one step backwards" *rolls eyes )

On the bright side, I finished the first birthday story for mackenziesmomma yesterday, and thank God she's an American so it still got to her on her birthday ;) I also finally finished my ten people, ten prompts meme story for ancient_leah as part of finally another Protect and Survive story which hopefully means I'm slowly getting back into the groove that Joe Mallozzi stole from me... well, that and that I might actually be able to write all the other stories I owe people from that meme as well ;)

And now I'll go and watch last week's Eureka ep (since the development of Zane/Jo still keeps me interested, even though they totally screwed up Jack/Tess (and yes, there will be fix it fic, I promise) and Fargo/Claudia squicks me out) and then last week's Leverage ep and that will hopefully cheer me up enough that I can then go on to writing job applications which means that I then can go on writing the next part of the apocafic 'verse (I called it Pandora's Box, BTW) without a guilty conscience. Mh, yeah, sounds like a plan.

Yep, it's a collection of daily meaningless rambling...

• 10:37 Oh man, finally got to see the #Eureka promos and OMGTESSISREALLYINTHEM! *squeal of DOOM YAY YAY YAY! Hopefully no breaking up Jack/Tess... #
• 11:53 Huh. Summary for #Eureka's S04 premiere on tv.com says something about a marriage proposal... PLEASE make it Jo/Zane and NOT Jack/Allison! #
• 14:11 Argh. How do I say "I want to make 26,000 - 30,000€p.a., plz." in a cover letter? I never had to write that in a stupid cover letter before. #
• 16:16 Watching my first ever ep of Warehouse 13. I THINK I like it. If only I had a vid with better quality... *sighs #
• 17:03 RT @N_Exner ZDF: "Rot-Grün wollte gar nicht die Stimmen der Linken" goo.gl/3MT5 Bitte RT!! #gauck #wulf #bpw10 #
• 19:19 I don't believe this. First there's the LEFT knee... and now there's a GIANT blister on my RIGHT foot's sole. I'm bilaterally limping now... #

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Yep, it's a collection of daily meaningless rambling...

• 12:58 via @BendlerBlogger Petition regelmäßige Berichte über AFG-Einsatz 103 Mitzeichner,5 Mitzeichnerinnen.Frauen fehlen ;-) bit.ly/cOcNCx #
• 16:02 So now I'm at the 3rd brace for the knee in 6 weeks. I'm so fed up I don't even know how to describe it. Will there EVER been an end to it? #
• 17:38 Grml. Thinking about signing up for #Leverage BigBang 2010 (bit.ly/azZr9). The Plan Z Job would fit but posting starts Nov 4th... #
• 17:49 RT @AliKat_7: BP wants Twitter to shut down fake acct mocking the oil company. Twitter wants BP to shut down oil leak ruining the ocean. #
• 23:41 Listened to all @ChristianKane01 songs @mackenziesmomma sent me & am in love w/ American Made. Also jealous on behalf of all European fans. #

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Because instead of looking for job ads, I decided to do a movie review... well, two actually. Since schnelmi is here on vacation I went to the cinema twice in one week. I really only go to the cinema very rarely because usually mom doesn't want to watch in English and I can bring myself only very rarely to watching them in German because for seven years I lived in a city where the only cinema you could watch movies in English was a tiny independent cinema... and when I go to the movies I want the big screen, not a screen that could fit into my living room... and I also have a totally unintellectual taste when it comes to movies I watch at the cinema (seriously, what do I need the big screen for psychological dramas or some independent movie everyone claims to find groundbreaking and no one really understands but would never admit to it?). When I go to the cinema, I want explosions, battle scenes, good looking half-naked men fighting... all the good stuff, you know?

Anyway, what I wanted to say: for seven years I lived in a city where I had to watch all the movies in German if I wanted to see them on the big screen... so now that I moved back to Berlin where we have the wonderful, wonderful Cinestar Original multiplex at Potsdamer Platz I just feel like it would be a waste of time and money not to use that and still go to see movies in German... but mom usually disagrees. However, schnelmi and I actually managed to trick her twice into accompanying us to a movie in English (apparently, letting her watch the first two Merlin seasons in English helped a lot in that) and here's what we watched:

( Ask me nicely. - Robin Hood )

( Give me that dagger! - Prince of Persia )

Oh, on a health related note: The cold is almost gone (although it'll probably start all over again in a while because now mom's got an even worse version of it and can't get it into her head not to hug and kiss us or drink from shared bottles and all that...) and I finally have an actual diagnosis for the knee. Apparently, I didn't scrape or rupture any ligaments (yay for that!) but rather just overstretched the inner ligaments and capsules. It'll just take a while for the knee to get normal again but I won't need any surgery or physical therapy, just a brace and no sports for a while. YAY!

Yep, it's a collection of daily meaningless rambling...

• 14:07 Dear LiveJournal. Your search doesn't make sense. Not at all. Why do I find a LJ user via Google but not via LJ search? NO SENSE DAMMIT! #
• 16:26 Will not post #xkcd comics here, will not post #xkcd comics here, not post #xkcd comics here... ah, WTH: xkcd.com/520/ Kchrchrchr! #
• 17:35 Reason 29348293 why I love written communication: you don't need your voice for that! However, I would still like to have my voice back. #
• 21:44 Dear #ARD: plz, for the love of God, if you ever do a #Bundeswehr #Tatort or #Polizeiruf again do your damn homework. That was BAD research. #

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Because, you know, it just turned out that May may be even worse. Okay, so the knee happened in April but the worst thing about it - the answer to the question if there's something seriously wrong with the meniscus or not - is yet to come (May 14th is the MRI appointment... one day before my birthday). Also, as of yesterday, I'm on antibiotics because of a %&$&ing throat infection. There's also the matter of The Letter, meaning I just got a refusal from the Foreign Office (which also means that I can't apply for that kind of career path again) just today. And when I thought things really couldn't any get worse, the laptop decided to act up with completely new shenanigans, giving me the very, very, very bad feeling that its end is near (please, laptop, don't do this to me... please just DON'T! Tell me that it was just a blip, okay? Yes? PLEASE?).

Seriously, how long and how bad is the "It has to get worse" part of "It has to get worse before it gets better" supposed to be? Because right now, I could use some "it gets better", just enough to make me keep believing that one day in the near future things will look a lot brighter. That's all I'm asking for. Is that really too much?